Built in 1949 to address the most immediate post war need for homes, these small, one storey houses were designed for a lifespan of some 25 years, but they are still standing today, be it worn out and facing demolition.
The demolition of this garden village has been going on for years now, held up by protests and lawsuits. I’m not documenting this process, I’m more interested in the ambivalence of the place, that is partly still inhabited, partly deserted and sealed off. And also: how easily every sign of individualism is wiped away by clearing out gardens and boarding up windows. And what traces are left of lives spent in these homes.